Everyone: Open The Frozen Fruit, You Call It A Blind Box

Chapter 233 The Sword That Kills Demons, The Lonely Heart

Sun Qingyi is a killer, a killer through and through.

He was different from the other members of the Wei Daosun family who hid in the dark until they drew their swords to kill the evil spirits. When he was born, he was already under the care of the Seven Killing Stars, and he was destined to be accompanied by killings in his life.

Therefore, he did not become a defender of Taoism, nor did he become a demon slayer.

He is just a killer who wears the identity of a demon slayer and takes orders to kill and kill monsters among professionals.

At this moment, facing the land filled with yellow sand, his hands still moved involuntarily.

Sun Qingyi was born weird. He was extremely excited by the sound of the knife slashing and slashing. No matter what he cut or killed, it was all worth practicing and using.

And he is also a martial arts fanatic. Whenever he wants to kill or fight with a person, a monster, or a demon, his hands always tremble involuntarily.

Only when you have to hold the knife can you get rare stability and rare composure.

He has this astonishing hobby and does not hide it at all. He is the purest killer.

His body was slightly bent, and the breath of death that penetrated his nose stung his nerves again and again.

"How about we come together and let me kill you together?"

He seems to be talking to himself, and seems to be describing how he lamented after cutting off everything. It is such a monster that all life, including his own life, seems to have become... in his eyes... …nothing.

Breathe, breathe deeply...

The coldness flashing in his eyes turned into unimaginable joy and carnival at the moment when the sky full of skeleton soldiers and skeleton demons rushed over.

"cut."

With a faint word, it was as if the world was completely cut off at this moment. As everything quietly changed color, the charging monsters seemed to be frozen at this moment.

It was a knife that was pulled out at some point. It was completely black and five feet and three inches long. The light of the sword was extremely penetrating.

It's like a plain black line, but this black line is gradually becoming more real and more obvious.

At this moment, as the black line gradually stopped, the figure also slowly stopped.

Sun Qingyi stopped, and the knife behind him stopped completely in his hand, without any effect.

The overwhelming army of skeletons that followed immediately came to a complete standstill when the sword hung on the ground, as if time had completely lost its effect at this moment, and there was only this last stop.

Click click click, click⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯

It was the sound of broken bones, repeated again and again, followed by new bones falling silently to the ground.

Everything is just a clicking sound as time goes by, like Domino's, gradually falling down, as if there is a rhythm.

Buried in the yellow sand are countless corpses and countless skeletons. Those unwilling lives can only be painted with all their unwilling will at this moment.

But ashes to ashes, dust to dust, everything is a meaningless death, just like it was many years ago, and just like it will be many years later.

When Sun Qingyi raised his eyes, the knife exuding a dark aura was once again put into the scabbard on his back.

A knife is never sharp. It's not like a sword, it needs to be seen and feared.

The knife is used to kill people. It is hidden. Once it is taken out of the sheath...

Just want to see blood, just want to kill.

During these killings, Sun Qingyi knew everything was different. He also knew every inch of muscle and where the killing point of every creature was. Just like this, his merits were able to be collected by his ministers time and time again.

As the sword was sheathed, the army of skeletons slowly fell down in an instant. Not a single skeleton could stand and have the ability to move.

"Oh, I'm unfamiliar."

Sun Qingyi nodded helplessly, his expression even more lonely than ever before.

At this moment, when those skeletons fell, they were revealed by countless knife marks at the same time. At this moment, they all turned into countless pieces of foam. This was what was chopped off.

At this moment, Sun Qingyi's expression was a little more lonely. Facing the ferocious bone dragon, his eyes were so indifferent, even he should be like this.

"I thought that when I came here, I was going to die."

Sun Qingyi muttered to himself, but then walked forward as if he was minding his own business. The bone dragon looked at the skeleton army that had all turned into foam, with a hint of horror in its eyes.

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"Human, do you know that what you are invading is our yellow sand hell!"

The Bone Dragon's expression was full of arrogance and arrogance. As the guardian of the southeastern part of the kingdom, just as promised to that guy, he has an almost immortal lifespan.

As well as this perfect dragon body, coupled with the fire of the undead that will never go out, all those who can reach this place can only become nourishment for him and this yellow sand hell.

Today, for the first time, the skeleton army suffered unprecedented destruction, and it was precisely because of this!

He was a little surprised, but his expression showed that his pride had been completely trampled on. He also did not expect that Sun Qingyi would have such a powerful ability.

"Hell, can you send me to hell? I really want to try to kill evil spirits [after all, I also want to know..."

Sun Qingyi completely changed into a different person while acting alone. He talked to himself as if he had completely ignored any existence or words around him.

It seems that only his own answers and his own words are the world he truly identifies with.

"Why is hell not empty and I cannot become a Buddha? Are these evil ghosts in hell really unkillable?"

"madman!"

The bone dragon did not hesitate at all. In the heart made of dragon bones, an extremely thick flame could be vaguely seen. When the flame suddenly spurted out, a death dragon's breath appeared just like this!

The endless dragon's breath, covered with countless death auras, is enough to turn all living things into the last bones. Everything in it is just over when it comes to an end.

Everything that fell on the ground immediately had no effect. It’s as if everything has been completely turned into desert and desolation!

At this moment, Sun Qingyi did not dodge at all. Instead, at the moment when the dragon's breath arrived, his figure leaned down and suddenly smashed the ground again. The sword light flowed and emerged again!

Killing demons and killing evil are just excuses!

Knives are originally murderous tools, and martial arts are...killing people.

In an instant, the huge bone dragon head shattered into pieces! B!.